Pine Sol

I cannot understand how neither you
Nor anybody else has realized
The way I feel. You shouldn't be surprised:
I'm pretty obvious in what I do
And how I do it, from my point of view.
Mere observation would keep you apprised
Of what I want and what I have devised
To get it, and I really thought you knew.
But as I watch I see you look away
And therefore not observe my telling signs;
I'm not sure that you'd notice anyway,
But that makes sure you miss all my designs.
If only I could make you want to stay
And notice that my heart is here - and pines.